He said "it has been a long time since I held a beautiful woman in my arms." I smiled back and said "this could be your lucky night." My wife returned...and I gave her a wink. She knew what to do, so she walked straight over to Whitney and asked him to dance again. This time the dancing was a little more intense. I noticed her hands dropping from his shoulders down to his ass and grab him tightly. He liked where this was going and started kissing her neck and ear. Their bodies were so close. . ?”“Ah what the hell I will see if I can smooth his tail feathers.”“Thanks tell her I will do gut busters, suicide drills until I cramp and puke that ought a be enough of an agonizing physical punishment to satisfy hubbie to be, Art.”“Alright Gwyn you are an important part of the performance team, not only your voice but trying to re-choreograph for the hole on stage your absence would cause. Now that would be a pain in the ass for me.”Mr. Peter turned weekend gear shifter and her apprentice. Bent over in the door way Fiona was double ended, with every hard thrust from Brian, Rogers cock hit the back of Fiona’s throat. Steve and Sid mauled her swinging tits and rubbed her sensitive clit into a frenzy, soon Fiona shook her knees nearly giving way as her first colleague induced orgasm ripped through her mature body.Roger tensed up and his big cock twitched, once, twice and a third time then he pulled out of her eager mouth. A massive load of gooey white come spewed out of Fiona’s. It's like leprechauns, or English professors - all just make believe.*I renew my molding of your budding tits, kneading them in my thick, rough hands. I must have tripped some sort of g-spot, because as they expand, your head lolls back limply, your eyes rolling into their sockets, and your cute, bubblegum tongue hangs out like a dog in heat. I take advantage of your languid state to give you a playful nip on the throat, and when your orgasmic haze ends, you find yourself with a pair of bolted.